On Her Bed By Kenny Stark Udar

We lay together on her bed,
I placed a soft kiss on her head.
I entwined my arms around her,
Her smile, a great sense of allure.
We move closer,
Closer.
She closed her eyes,
And again, I remember,
Today is the day she dies.
We kiss and a tear forms in my eye,
For in my arms, she does die.
I curl around her tighter,
Tighter.
I whisper her name,
But the silence is always the same.
We lay together on her bed,
And she is dead.